We were working inside the house the other day when we heard this roaring bike approach. A man of large stature, dressed in black leathers, dismounted his metal stallion of raw power and joined the party inside. By the way, it was about 20 degrees outside! Turns out, this ol' rebel was my Grandpa Leland (82 in February) on his new road bike. He had purchased one a few months ago, but Grandma Ila grounded him from it...so, like any man would do, he went out and bought a new one!
We got a good chuckle from him! He came in and warmed his tootsies by the fire for a sec, then he was off again, daring the cold weather.